Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

"Well, I'm back—and I had a midnight snack," Elora said, glancing at her mother's expression. She could tell right away-her mother had seen her and Tatum hugging.

After a brief silence, she decided to speak first.

"Mom."

"Elora."

They spoke at the same time, then fell silent again.

"You go first, Mom." Elora stepped closer. "You're clearly not sleepy yet. Come to my room- we can have a mother-daughter chat."

That way, they wouldn't disturb her father and brother.

Mrs. Ormond followed her daughter into the bedroom.

She rarely entered Elora's space. Ever since Elora started junior high, she had made it a point not to go into her daughter's room without permission.

As her children grew, they needed their own privacy, and she respected that.

Do you want some water?" Elora asked, noticing her mother's hesitation. She

not thirsty. No need for water." Mrs. Ormond studied her daughter for a moment before saying, "Elora, you just got back from a business trip. Why don't you take a hot bath first? I'll sit here for a bit, and we can talk

a little time to process what she had

was a wonderful man, and his cooking was exceptional-so exceptional that Elora

chef arrangement would only last for a

was to Elora, but she hadn't

Tatum hadn't concerned her either. After all, Tatum wasn't just any chef-he was the sixth young master of the

daughter had always admired capable, successful individuals. It was only natural that her attitude toward Tatum

hadn't expected

arranging introductions to outstanding young men in

idea what kind of man her daughter was waiting

asked, Elora would simply say she wasn't focused on relationships. Her priority was managing the

fact that Elora was still in

yet thirty, Mrs.

was, however, particular

made them a target. If Elora married the wrong

suffer in an unhappy marriage, but she could

to inherit the business, the risk of outsiders gaining control was a